New MTB Strength Coach Podcast!

…well, kind of. I’m having trouble with my podcasting service so this won’t get posted to itunes yet but you guys can download the MP3 file of it and listen to it now. In this episode I cover:

– Training Tip: Its all in the set up.

– Book Review/ Random Thoughts: Good to Great

– Supplement Review: Mix 1

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MTB Strength Coach Podcast 6-23-2010

-James Wilson-

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  1. Tubby says:

    James great podcast, loved the lessons from the book. you need to get some cool intro, outro and transition music.

    Ealiest bike memories. Learning to ride. I was terified to ride without training wheels, my dad would do the hold the seat thing but I did not want anything to do with it. One day out of the blue something inside just clicked and I told my dad I did not need any help and got on and never looked back.

    So many other memories of riding when I was a kid. When I was about 8 or 9 riding a steep down hill with a BMX bike and coaster brakes. The rear wheel was locked up the whole way and I hit a ditch at the bottom and had yard sale. I wen thome bloody and bruised. There was also a quasi dirt bike trail by my house that I used to ride to. There was a small enough jump for a BMX that I used to ride it over and over again. Good times…good times.

    Reply • June 24 at 9:09 am
  2. andy says:

    One of my earliest memories of being on my bike was when I built a little ramp out of 1×1’s nailed together. I used to hit that jump over and over on our gravel driveway. For some reason, my dad once offered to lay down and let me jump over him. I actually made it over him without busting his ribs, but I’ll always remember when he stood up and I saw the tire mark across the back of his white t-shirt. Guess I wasn’t catching as much air as I thought I was! It’s a great memory of mine, James. Thanks reminding me of it around Father’s Day. It just goes to show how much influence parents can have over kids on bikes! Andy

    Reply • June 26 at 7:02 am
  3. Dan says:

    Hey James
    I have to agree with Tubby, a great podcast. Loved that part about looking long term with my training. I usually go to the gym 3-6 months a year and then drop it and go ride. In the last couple of years I’ve noticed that I loose my strenght gains mid biking season and it feels like when I hit the gym in October I’m starting from square one again. So now I’m looking 3,4,5 years out there. I’ve set some short and long term goals and with your programs I want not only stay in shape but progress each year.
    One of my earliest memories of riding a two wheel bike was when I was about 6 or 7. My dad bought me this beautiful red metal flake bike. It had the big red banana seat, chrome sissy bar and monkey handle bars. He was holding onto the sissy bar as I pedaled around and around the yard on the grass. Coolest feeling when he let go and I rode by myself. Here I am 46 years later and I have been riding ever since.


    Reply • June 26 at 3:04 pm
  4. Chad says:

    My earliest memory of riding a bike was when I got my first “real” bike for Christmas. I believe it was a Murray, white frame with blue tires. I took it out that day, and remember it being bigger than I expected. I crashed within 50 feet of starting, scrapping up the entire left side of my face. There were scabs on my face for weeks, but it didn’t keep me from riding. I rode so much that year that the rear tire was completly bald.

    As for my first mountain bike experience, I had just joined the Air Force, back in 1996. My first station was Dover AFB, in Dover, Delaware. Some new friends had invited me to go ride, and since I didn’t have a bike, they let me borrow one of theirs. It was a Specialized, don’t remember which one though. All I remember is that I had a blast riding. But the bike had the Sram/Saches twist shifters. I absolutely hated those things! So the next day, I went to the nearest bike shop and bought a GT Tempest, with trigger shifters. From then on, I’ve been hooked. And we were crazy! Riding at Iron Hill, somewhere either in southeast Pennsyvania or north Delaware. Wearing jeans, work boots, no helmets, nothing! My first wreck happened on one of these excursions. It was autumn time, and there was one “steep” hill we kinda dared each other to go down. It was covered with wet leaves (mistake #1), and the other side was just as steep and covered with leaves (mistake #2). So, one of them went down, no problems. I went next, got down the hill just fine, but at the bottom clamped on the brakes like my life depended on it. Big mistake. All I remember is going down, then looking up at the guys wondering where my bike had dissapeared to. The bike did a few flips over me, I flipped once, barely missing a huge rock with my head. Had a huge strawberry bruise on my leg for about a month after that. Needless to say we all went and bought helmets before our next ride. But we still wore those jeans and boots.

    Reply • June 27 at 9:36 pm
  5. Thomas says:

    Great Podcast, James. Lots of great info.

    For earliest biking memories, 2 instances come to mind. The first is not a bike per say. Nearly 20 years ago, I was probably 7 or 8 and I had this little 3 wheeler with plastic tires and pedals on the front wheel. I remember we had a long hill at our house, probably 100-150 yards long with a trail straight down it. I remember sitting at the top and pulling my feet off the pedals and straight lining it down this hill all the way to the bottom. Keep in mind this thing had no brakes! I’d go till gravity and inertia stopped me at the bottom and “hike a bike” back up to the top and do another “run.” I think about this everytime I push my DH bike to the top and bomb to the bottom of some mountain somewhere, how I had started my “training” at a very early age. Haha, the similarities then to now just make me laugh.

    The second memory I have, I was probably 9 or so I was on a bright orange 20″, probably a Huffy, with coaster brakes and I was riding down a dirt road on the way to my friend’s house. The road was on a hill, seemed steep at the time, and I remember getting close to the bottom, where I had to make a right hand flat turn on loose gravel. I’d done it a hundred times without incident, but this time a big dog started barking and chasing me. I freaked, went into the corner with no brakes and apparently my focus was on point and I remember being in a two wheel drift around this corner with a dog chasing me! Somehow, I pulled out of it and just hammered all the way to my friend’s house. I think of that every time I get the DH bike loose around corners and remember my first drift, again almost 20 years ago. Funny how things come full circle like that in life. haha

    Anyhow, thanks for letting me share these memories, they are fun to think about!

    Reply • June 28 at 8:58 am
  6. Brian says:

    A little late in commenting but I am glad you got a new podcast out. I listen to them at work all the time. Nice to get a new one that I can listen to over and over. Keeps my mind thinking about biking/working out instead of how boring my job can be at times.

    Earliest bike memory-this is over 30 years ago when I was in elementary school and was learning how to do wheelies. I was finally able to do a wheelie on the sidewalk for the width of a driveway and I was so stoked. My friends and I were riding over to the creek, left our bikes and came back 30 minutes later and they were all stolen.

    Reply • July 10 at 7:06 am

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